Everyone diesEveryone loves a fightNothing is soundNothing is right side rightEvening comes, when the sun goes down in redNothing is coolWhen will all the fighting endWhen will all the fighting end

Happy is a yuppie wordNothing in the world could fail me nowIt's empty as an argumentI'm running down a life that won't cash out (cash out)

Everything failsEverything runs it's courseA time and a place, for all of this loving warEveryone buys, everyone's gotta price, and nothing is newWhen will all the failures riseWhen will all the failures rise, rise!

Happy is a yuppie wordNothing in the world could fail me nowIt's empty as an argumentI'm running down a life that won't cash out

Happy is a yuppie wordBlessed is the man who's lost it allHappy is a yuppie word (word)

Looking for an orphanageI'm looking for a bridge I can't burn downI don't believe the emptinessI'm looking for the kingdom coming downEverything is meaninglessI want more than simple cash can buyHappy is a yuppie wordHappy is a yuppie wordHappy is a yuppie wordHappy is a yuppie,

Nothing is soundNothing is soundNothing is soundNothing is soundNothing is soundNothing is soundNothing is sound

Happy is a yuppie wordNothing in the world could fail me nowHappy is a yuppie word (word)